HIS - Ghosts in the Attic

Been having dreams
Waking up in a sweat
Don't know if I'm here or I'm gone
Am I here or in heaven yet

When the snow gets in between my toes
Frost bites, it's alright
I'm trying to just change it all up as much as I possibly can
So far removed from time it's hard to comprehend
All the things that are changing all the people's faces that are playing
Who's staying? When we go
When we're ghosts in the attic
When we're ghosts in our heavenly bodies
And only in the minds of those who are around
Don't look down, look up
Cause your redemption drawith nigh
I'm not sure but don't listen to all the cynicism
Or even the intelligence of someone like Bill Nye the science guy
The world is round and so it is sowed to be
But it's flat like a discus inside the world beyond
Of what our eyes can see
We play the same record back and forth and let it flow through
As the clock turns inside the sun and the moon
Portals twelve divide all the days, I'm still amazed
I'm not ever going to let go
They can dress it up how ever they want but I won't eat it up
But I won't eat it up
Are we just ghosts in a cage?
Are we just ghosts in a cage?
Hanging out in

Space

And blocked in by the ice
Surrounding everything we do
Eternal reprise
Don't jump at everything that's been given
It's all a test to see how you really live and what you call living living
And are you given, this breath that own
Are you going to give it back
To those around you to the one on the throne
Ghosts letters
To Abba Shalom

Written by:
Michael Lana

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